[o]ur Honeymoon Will Shine Our Life Long:

You Ask Rather Too Many Questions. I Have Given You Answers Enough For The Present: Now I Want To Read.

Conventionality Is Not Morality.

If All The World Hated You, And Believed You Wicked, While Your Own Conscience Approved You, And Absolved You From Guilt, You Would Not Be Without Friends.

I Have A Strange Feeling With Regard To You. As If I Had A String Somewhere Under My Left Ribs, Tightly Knotted To A Similar String In You. And If You Were To Leave I'm Afraid That Cord Of Communion Would Snap. And I Have A Notion That I'd Take To Bleeding Inwardly. As For You, You'd Forget Me.

I Try To Avoid Looking Forward Or Backward, And Try To Keep Looking Upward.